Happiness and other poems

Happiness

I think the hardest part of being human

Is finding what truly makes you happy in life

But its hard when the world tries to tell you what happiness should look like

And you believed them for awhile

For so long you checked the boxes

The very ones they said equated to happiness

And every day you wait to turn the corner and find that joy they kept talking about

Only to be met with more boxes

More signs that say this way to happiness

I hope one day you can turn your back on them

I hope one day you find yourself not just turning away but sprinting

With open arms to the possibilities of life

To the quirky things that make you laugh

And the wild, the unkept, the extraordinary things

That fill your soul

I hope one day you realize happiness comes from within and not the things the world tells you to do.

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Home

Let these halls fill with the sound of our laughter

Let the door frame mark the passage of time

Let our arms surround eachother when the days feel so heavy

Let our memories be filled with as much happiness as possible

But on the days where the skies feel grey

Let this place feel like safety

Let this place be your home

Let yourself feel the love that surrounds you

Let the weight drip off your shoulders until you are no longer held down by their heaviness

No longer held back by their shackles

Let this home be the freedom from the cage the world tries to shove you into

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Run

I dont always run with my arms wide open

Outstretched in a field of sunlight with a smile upon my checks

Often times its with clench fists

And tears streaming down my face

Looking back hoping i am just fast enough

To not let the monsters i held with in catch up again

Because they deserve to be loved too and other poems

Because they deserve to be loved too

By: Danielle A. Robbins

This is for after the wreckage

To find our flaws and give them a gentle kiss

Because they deserve to be loved too

This is for sleepless nights turning into tired mornings

To look at motherhood with the same rawness and beauty in which we arrived in it

Because they deserve to be loved too

This is for the times of sorrow and brokenness

When we held tightly onto our knees as we wrapped our arms around ourselves

Because they deserve to be loved too

This is for all the aspects of us we often find too hard too look at

The parts of us we deem too much for others

Because they deserve to be loved too

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Loving myself was the hardest thing I ever did

And even now on blank pages my internal war spills out

Detailing the casualties and the victories

Weaving together the hardships endured to get here

To wrap my arms around myself

And whisper quietly to the child within

You have always been exactly as you must

You have always been enough

Until we both weep

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My Friend, Nostalgia

I let nostalgia embrace me at night

As I sit here and think to even two months ago when she first got her

2 years ago when he said yes to forever

Nostalgia hasn't always been a friend though

For a while trauma took its place

And instead of sitting up late at night counting her toes or the ways that he loves me

I'd close my eyes and count the footsteps outside my door

Count the hours, days, weeks until graduation and I could leave

The shadows of my childhood make the light of our life together that much more memorable

When I let nostalgia climb into bed with me

I'm not wishing away time the way I was before

But begging it to help slow it down

That 40 years together will seem like 100

That tonight and tomorrow dont disappear in a blink

That these days dont fade to perfect little memories so quickly

That nostalgia and I can find a way to slow things down to love you a little longer

Long enough that I can fall in love with the world over and over again

Long enough to breathe in the beauty of it all

Long enough to forget that the past wasn't always a friend

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About the Author

Danielle grew up in Northern Virginia just outside of Washington, D.C. She is an avid reader and dabbles in photography and writing in her free time. She has three dogs who she adores and currently lives in Colorado where she enjoys playing tourist in her new city and spending time with family.